#but never reading solely for enjoyment makes u boring sorry

[sttoru]

hey karina, in gonna ask a fairly odd question. as a writer myself, i personally try to make my y/n’s relatable, first and foremost for myself, and obviously for at least most people that will be reading my fics. so i assume every other writer does something similar as well.

so in your fics(which are super enjoyable and well written btw!) i noticed that you kind of praise y/n? through the characters eyes, but still. lots of authors do this, but this is my first time gathering the courage to ask, so please dont take it personally! and feel free to ignore my question! my issue is that i believe im unattractive and i hate making it seem otherwise, even in fiction. feels like im lying to myself. so are you girls actually that pretty, or do you just write like that hoping someone would think that of you someday?😭 im genuinely going insane over this im so sorry. im also 20(unless i read your age with my ass) and i have never been loved or found attractive my whole life am i the issue? plus if you girls are loved and have boyfriends why do you even need fanfiction?😪 idk sorry if this is weird

hi, gonna answer this under the cut, bcs its kinda interesting?

firstly, thank you for the compliment! you're actually right about the thing u said in the beginning; nearly every writer out there is (a bit) self-indulgent when writing fics — me included. ofc, i try to keep out any descriptions about the reader's appearance so more people can actually enjoy my works and insert themselves when imagining whatever happens in the fic.

now to answer this first question; ‘so are you girls actually that pretty, or do you just write like that hoping someone would think that of you someday?’

simple answer: it depends heavily on the writer. everyone has different intentions behind how and why they portray their reader in their fics like they do.

to answer it for me: it’s kind of both. i have worked on my self-confidence and i actually have learnt to appreciate and love how i look. so, naturally i think i am indeed pretty. but, of course, i still have some deeply rooted insecurities that ‘m still working on.

i partially wish to erase those by praising the reader in my fics. by having the characters complimenting the reader (me, because im super self indulgent when writing) it boosts my confidence & helps me feel better when i need it.

that’s why i also love to read other fics that have the same type of style; thus, where reader gets praised in any kinda way. whether it’s physical appearance or personality wise. sometimes i read fiction solely to avoid my irl problems / insecurities or kinda solve them in a way.

reading about a reader who constantly thinks shit about themselves, is just gonna multiply all those problems for me and make me miserable—so i don’t wanna write nor read that (though i sometimes do include or like to read stuff with, for example, a reader w trust issues. that’s when i need some comfort or when i am just in the mood for angst LOL)

second question: if you girls are loved and have boyfriends why do you even need fanfiction?

simple answer: there are many different reasons as to why someone could write or read fanfiction. not everyone who reads or writes it, do it to feel loved or because they’re missing out on affection irl. it can for example be for comfort or it can be just for fun because you simply like to read or love the characters! there’s no need for a deep reason behind everything. you don’t necessarily have to have a special reason to read fics.

for me: my reasons for writing and reading fiction are yes, partially because i wanna giggle and kick my feet reading about my fav characters as love interests, but also because it’s just fun! i mainly read when i’m bored tbh. sometimes when im in need of comfort, other times when i need to have a laugh. it heavily depends on my mood actually lolol

well, lastly, i hope you find someone who makes you feel loved irl. i’m sure there’s someone out there who you will meet and who will help you heal + gain self-confidence.

even if that person never comes; you have yourself. learning to love yourself may take a while, even a lifetime, but you will eventually get there. i hope that answers your questions <3 !!

#sttoru responds.

[p1anether]

the “what is the correct way to read” discourse is a little weird ngl!

#i saw a post about it #where someone said something like reading doesn’t have to be purely intellectual #and like yeah that lol #i didn’t rb it bc i think there was something in it i disagreed with lmaoo #but like that part was excellent #like yes u should be critical and analytical #but never reading solely for enjoyment makes u boring sorry #we had a talk in one of my classes a few semesters ago about reading poetry just for the aesthetics is a fine way to read poetry #bc u wouldn’t get mad at someone who just liked a painting bc it’s pretty #like u can just read and then never think about that book again that’s fine lmao #i just think #a lot of people grew up in tumblr fandom #where everything was discourse all of the time #and u need to separate urself from that #and i also think a lot of u are way too comfortable admitting ur own elitism and intellectual superiority complexes #(i’m not gonna go on my everyone is intellectual just in different ways rant lmaoo) #(but intellectual superiority is a myth and everyone has a different skill set)

[llawlietofficial]

What type of characterisation do u like for fics? I do find that fic from back in the day is mostly 1 dimensional but I was curious what ur issues w it where?

I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to answer this but I’m gonna be real my opinions on stuff like this have led to me being labeled toxic to the point where people have literally implied they want me and people who share similar opinions with me to leave the fandom, so I’ve been kind of hesitant to answer something like this bashing some recent characterization again. So if you’re one of those people I’m sorry and you should probably stop reading now.

opinions under the cut with some lawlight characterization stuff I don’t like + some stuff I do like:

Honestly? I try and read at least the first chapter or so of every new lawlight fic in the tag and recently it’s been impossible for me to enjoy a lot of it because when I read it it just doesn’t feel like L and Light to me at all? Like it feels like someone at some point wrote a big fic with strong characterization and interesting characters, except they weren’t much like L and Light and they acted in ways L and Light wouldn’t act. And a lot of fics now are based off that same characterization, which in turn inspires fics with that characterization, rinse and repeat. And that’s just not enjoyable to me when I’m looking to read lawlight fanfiction.

Obviously old lawlight fanfiction wasn’t all 100% perfect and there were a lot of doozies in that mix too but it felt like there were more really solid multichapter fics that might have been messy and toxic in ways but they made sense with the canon characters. And fics that did have a happy ending and some fluff thrown in were still written using circumstances that could be believable, even if it took a long time or a slow burn to get there.

To answer your question more specifically, here’s some common tropes that feel out of character to me (and I’m not calling out any specific author or saying fics that do any of these things are poorly written because they’re not and we have a lot of talented and dedicated people here):

Either one of them changing their principles and switching sides within the first 20k words and without a LOT of persuading. IMO “we’re two sides of the same coin and not that different despite both being hugely stubborn” is shit I love, “actually I’ve sided with you secretly the whole time/your magical dick has cured me of disagreeing with you/I’m willing to sacrifice the principles I literally died for in canon easily because I want to be with you” is shit I don’t love.

“We suddenly agree and work super well together as partners now that we’re in an AU and there’s no death note” doesn’t feel authentic to me because death note or no death note their entire outlook on the world is different. Light would think L’s methods are disgusting. L would think Light’s initial idealism is naive. Light believes mankind is inherently good and once you get rid of the bad that can shine, L…doesn’t seem to share that. That’s not to say they can never work together but the good shit is when it’s a long journey into understanding each other and where they’re coming from and slowly making compromises and falling in love.

L being a naive uwu tries his best baby who’s being taken advantage of by Light. Light being a misguided uwu baby who tries his best and is being taken advantage of the whole time by L. They’re more complex than that and they’re both bad people but they also both have good sides so any sort of simplification of the characters into one being a villain and one being a victim is uninteresting to me. 

They shouldn’t work but somehow despite everything they do, because they’re alone and because despite disagreeing and being enemies by circumstance and by beliefs, they know without the other they’d never really be challenged or fulfilled. That’s neat. I like that. It’s messy. They’re drawn to each other even as they’re disgusted with each other.

It’s more interesting when they are their own conflict rather than the conflict solely coming from outside sources.

The 500000 fics where Light is a rebellious and progressive omega who actually secretly wants to be protected by L and feels grateful that they’ve found each other? don’t love that. I dislike omega fics in general even if there’s a couple I’ve thought were pretty alright so that doesn’t help either. It is kind of interesting that despite their differences this could be an in-universe reason to force them together. It just seems like omegafic is the lawlight default right now. Like even fics where the plot doesn’t revolve around omegaverse stuff is sometimes omegaverse and that’s ? hard for me to wrap my brain around? that’s not just a lawlight problem though that seems to be happening in a lot of fandoms

Similarly to point one, either of them being okay with losing like lol what. 

yotsuba can be difficult to tackle because there’s so much going on there with the characters, but there’s so many interesting layers to explore and dive into that sometimes get ignored in favor of fluffy hijinks and that’s boring to me. from Light’s perspective L took everything from him and has made his life pretty miserable because of this whole Kira thing and catching the real Kira is the only real thing that could totally clear Light’s name and L just sort of….gives up, for a lot of it. mopes about and acts unmotivated and uninterested because Light isn’t Kira. that’s probably very frustrating for light! and fun wacky fluff or hijinks can happen, but I love when it happens in the “we got so distracted being the smartest people in the room we forgot we’re supposed to be enemies” way because that’s juicy to me

sometimes it’s the little things, too, that bother me. stuff that’ll happen and it’ll completely pull me out of the story. like L Lawliet made Naomi Misora destroy her whole damn computer after he slid into her DMs and you really think there’s any way in hell he’d have any sort of google home or siri or alexa? or casual social media, even under fake names? facebook knows everything. or light saying something or making a joke that i could never in a million years see him saying in canon because the author thought it would be funny or cute. 

anytime Light is suddenly some kind of beacon of goodness champion of justice just because he didn’t find the death note. the death note didn’t make him a completely different person, he’s bitter and jaded and thinks some people would be better off dead even before getting the death note. self righteous yeah totally but actually righteous? nah man

or Light just being a fucking awful person who kidnaps and r*pes L because he lusts after him but it’s okay because somehow in the end they end up together ? i’ve seen that trope a few times and i know it existed in 2007 too i just avoided it like the plague then also. 

I see a lot of AUs that are less “what would L and Light legitimately do if this was the situation or universe they were placed in” and more “i want to write this situation happening like this and i want to make it lawlight because that’s my main ship” 

like, the characters that are being written are fine but if you want to write OCs right OCs. I know all of this seems really harsh which is why I put a warning about it at the beginning, and of course I know some of these problems were also prevalent between 2013-2017 and there’s tropes here that have been happening like this since the dawn of lawlight fanfiction, but since it’s happening now and now is when i’m frustrated by it now is what i’m complaining about, it could be the reason i go back to older fanfiction so much is because i had lower standards back then and it was easier for me to wade through the ones i hated to get to ones i liked and now it’s easy for me to find those again. who knows. Also I agree most fanfiction from 2007-2009 were pretty 1 dimensional. 

And like, fuck me I guess but I actually like the canon characters and I joined the fandom to experience more of them and apparently that makes other people feel unsafe.

I’m not saying people aren’t allowed to express opinions that are different than me or that I Know Better Than Everyone Else or that I don’t like people posting their own headcanons or ideas or things they wish were different about the series, it’s just not my cup of tea and it’s a little frustrating that fanon is mostly all I get in fics now and that people are allowed to express opinions but only if those opinions are “people who stick too close to canon are elitist and should die and are sticks in the mud and need to leave the fandom to stop ruining things for everyone else” because like, we’re people too?

Anyway sorry this veered in a bit of a different direction and I hope I don’t lose followers over this because it’s sad to see people go but I’ve been blogging here for over 5 years and I’m not going to stop anytime soon. I also wrote most of this while having bad anxiety at like 3am last night so it’s all over the place and i’m probably going to think of like eight things in the shower later I forgot to mention because i’ve been thinking over this ask for like two weeks now. 

#this is a LOT and i'm sorry #please don't all hate me for this #i promise i'm not trying to ruin anyone's fun i'm just bored of what's out there right now #and there ARE some good works too that i have enjoyed a #it's just. #hhhhh #death note #discourse

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Mikorei 5vi

AU Requests

Dear anon thank you so much for this prompt, I had a super fun time writing this fic LOL it ended up being so silly and i hope you enjoy it! This was only requested like…a year and a half ago, nbd. I am so timely. Thank you to @its-love-u-asshole for beta-ing even tho she had no internet LOL

Title: Balcony TalksMikorei Week 2017 Day 2: Timidity Pairing: MikoreiRating: TWord Count: 2,955Ao3Summary: Munakata Reisi does not have a problem. He does not sit on the balcony solely to see his attractive next door neighbor. He does not smoke with him because he likes him, and he certainly does NOT have a very large crush which he cannot seem to keep in check.

He moved in six months ago. Munakata had noticed for two reasons; One, the obnoxious couple next door leaving meant he finally had some peace and quiet, and two, the new guy who had moved in had piqued his interest.

He was about Munakata’s height, and had unruly red hair. The man didn’t seem very talkative, and Munakata only really saw him here and there, usually when the redhead stepped out onto the balcony for a smoke.

Munakata often sat out there after work, reading a good book while the noises of the city faded into his ear. The soft sounds calmed his mind after a long day of work, and though the balconies of the apartments were close to one another, Munakata often felt as though he sat in a bubble when he was out there.

At least until his neighbor started hanging out on the porch, smoking. The two of them would occasionally acknowledged each other. At first, Munakata would glance over his way and nod his head, the redhead grunting in return. However, they both would turn back to their own activity, happily sitting in silence.

It was strange though, even in the silence, Munakata often found his eyes flicking over towards his new neighbor, observing the other as he stood on the porch, smoking his cigarette. His balcony was empty, no patio furniture, and it made Munakata wonder about the state of the inside of his apartment. His body was slouched, his foot pressing against the balcony railing. Every so often he would shift, his arms lazily draping over the edge, letting out a sigh. Was he such a troubled man? He seemed perpetually tired, from what Munakata had witnessed, though he could never quite pinpoint why. Mostly because he knew next to nothing about the man.

Still, Munakata found it difficult to rid his brain of thoughts of the man. Sometimes at work he imagined him, standing there on the balcony, the wind blowing through the wisps of his pointed red hair. It’d been so long since he’d been so fascinated by a person, though he knew it was foolish. The man was his neighbor, nothing more, and Munakata saw no reason to further their relationship beyond that point.

Until the red-haired man decided to break the invisible wall which separated their two balconies. Leaning over the railing one afternoon, after their daily nod of acknowledgement, he offered Munakata a cigarette.

“You smoke?” he asked, tapping the box on the side railing.

Munakata stared, his purple eyes darting between the proffered item and his neighbor. He used to smoke, hadn’t in quite awhile, though he supposed one couldn’t hurt.

“Ah, yes, thank you,” Munakata said, gently placing the book on the small table as he stood to take a cigarette from the man. He placed it between his lips, and borrowed the lighter, smoke rising up towards the sky. “It’s been a long while.”

“Ah. Sorry if you were quitting,” the red-haired man mumbled.

“No, no. It’s quite alright. I enjoy indulging from time to time,” Munakata admitted, leaning against the railing.

The man nodded, turning back towards his regular post, staring out onto the world, looking bored as he watched the bustle of traffic from on high.

Pursing his lips, Munakata let out a grunt. “I am Munakata Reisi,” he said. “Thank you for the cigarette, and for being a much better neighbor than the people here before.”

“Hah?” the man replied, quirking his eyebrow. “Suoh Mikoto.”

“Nice to know your name after all these weeks of seeing you on the balcony,” Munakata chuckled. Suoh nodded, glancing away yet again. Munakata supposed Suoh wasn’t much of a talker. He found his inability to speak infuriating, if only because Munakata wished to know more.

After a long bout of a silence, Suoh finally spoke, putting the cigarette out on his balcony. “What was wrong with the people here before?”

“Ah, they were a couple,” Munakata explained. “But they were quite loud. When they weren’t arguing loudly, about to tear each other’s throats out, they had extremely loud…intercourse. I could always hear them through the wall.”

Suoh snorted, stretching up. “Glad I can be quiet for ya’ then,” he chuckled.

“Oh yes, you’re much better thus far,” Munakata began,“I haven’t heard so much as a peep from you-” And as his sentence trailed off, Munakata realized Suoh had already gone back inside.

Frowning, Munakata pressed the cigarette out on his own balcony. “You may be quieter, but you certainly aren’t politer,” he scoffed.

~~

Though Munakata had begun to find Suoh insufferable, he had taken a liking to smoking with him every afternoon. Instead of reading, the two would stand, leaning against their respective balconies as they enjoyed a smoke together.

Rarely did either of them talk, or if they did, Munakata would lament about his job and Suoh would simply listen, not saying anything of significance in return. In fact, after about a week of their normal back and forth (or one-sided conversation) Munakata mused silently that he didn’t actually know anything about his neighbor. All he had gathered was that Suoh enjoyed smoking and not speaking.

There weren’t many clues for Munakata to go off of either. He had no furniture or decorations on his balcony, and Munakata hadn’t been able to see inside the interior of his apartment at all.

He wasn’t sure why he wished for more information about the man, he had never taken an interest in his neighbors before, and yet he couldn’t stop pondering, daydreaming even, about what Suoh’s life was like. He looked forward to seeing him, waiting for his tall figure to emerge from his apartment so they could share a casual hour together.

“You know,” Munakata said finally, after almost two weeks of their shared time. “If you wish to speak about your job or life, or anything, please feel free,” he urged.

Suoh took a long drag on the cigarette, blowing the smoke out into the cool air. He grunted, and rolled his shoulders back. “Eh. Don’t have anything to say,” he said.

Frowning, Munakata huffed, “nothing?”

“Nope.”

“Where did you live before this?” Munakata asked, deciding asking direct questions would yield a bit more information.

“Downtown, above a bar.”

“Did you work there?”

“Nope.”

Munakata let out a small, exasperated sigh, his gaze falling upon Suoh’s lips, which curled around the end of his cigarette.

“Well, I suppose I’ll leave you to it then,” Munakata finished, making his way back inside, noting Suoh didn’t seem bothered by Munakata leaving at all. He was probably relieved since speaking was damn difficult. Such a strange man.

Munakata gave up after that, assuming Suoh would offer up any information when he felt ready, which would most likely be never. The most frustrating part was Munakata didn’t quite understand why he cared so much. He didn’t know why he wanted to know so much about the red-haired neighbor who had moved in and consumed his thoughts. He didn’t know why he looked forward to their nightly smoke. He felt no need to share his enjoyment of it with anyone, especially not Suoh.

Neither of them expressed much of an interest in it, but both of them always ended up there, same time same place. Though it had bothered him at first, he had come to enjoy the comforting silence which hung gently in the air between them. Of course Munakata wanted to know more about the attractive male he’d come to spend his evenings with, but he supposed he could be satisfied with this.

~~

That was, until one evening where Munakata saw a whole new side of Suoh.

Munakata was waiting on the porch, his back dipped ever so slightly over the corner of his railing, the blue locks of his hair brushing against his ears in the breeze.

It was odd, Suoh was usually here before him. Munakata had no idea what Suoh did all day, but perhaps he was getting held up at his job, even if Munakata had absolutely no clue what that was. After what seemed like an eternity, Munakata finally heard the slider door opening behind him.

“You’re late, Suoh,” he chided, the teasing hum apparent in his tone.

“Ah…Munakata,” Suoh muttered, and he turned around, faced with shocking sight; Suoh, dressed only in a towel tied around his waist.

Munakata swallowed, the back of his neck feeling hot. Suoh was…incredible looking, especially for someone who seemed so damn lazy. The towel sat tucked just over his defined hip bones, and Munakata felt his mouth dry up. He knew it was wrong to stare at his stomach muscles.

“Suoh,” Munakata said, finally catching himself. “Is…there a reason you are coming out here without clothes on.”

“Ah…” he muttered, his golden eyes glancing downwards. “Can I borrow your shower?”

“My…shower?” Munakata asked, raising an eyebrow at the man in front of him.

“Yeah, mine’s only running cold water, and I have to get ready for this date I have tonight.”

Munakata froze. It was the most personal information Suoh had ever given him, and yet…

His heart sank. A date? Suoh was going on a date? It only made sense, with how attractive the man was that he would go on dates. Just because Munakata had never heard anything like he had with his last neighbors, didn’t mean Suoh wasn’t partaking in such…activities.

“Right, yes, of course. A date. Need a shower for that.”

“…Great,” Suoh grunted. “I’ll come around.”

Munakata didn’t even have time to fret that Suoh hadn’t seen his apartment before, (not that it was messy in the slightest), no, instead his mind was filled with so many more questions. Was this an early date? A first date? A date farther into a relationship? Swallowing, he opened the front door.

“Thanks,” Suoh said, stepping inside. “Your place is so clean. No surprise there.”

“Oya?” Munakata asked, his gaze curious as he shut the door, his eyes staring at the lower curve of Suoh’s back.

“You seem like a neat freak.”

Munakata frowned, changing the subject. “The shower is to your right. I assume you know that though, since our apartment layouts are most likely quite similar.” He had to get Suoh into the shower, and out of his apartment, or his mind would go crazy.

What the hell was it about this man that made Munakata lose his mind? He was normally so poised, and in control, and yet his heart was throbbing, pounding out of control.

“Thanks.”

Munakata heard the shower turn on, the water rushing down the drain. Suoh was naked in his apartment. His body stood naked, in his shower… and all because he was about to go on a date. Munakata began to pace, wishing this wouldn’t be the case.

It only took Suoh about 20 minutes to finish showering, a surprisingly short time, Munakata thought.

Suoh let out a sigh, keeping the towel wrapped around his waist as he came back into the living room. “Thanks again.”

“First date?” Munakata inquired, swallowing yet again. It was impossible not to stare, especially with the few droplets of water rolling down Suoh’s bare chest.

“Yeah. Ex-roommate set it up,” he shrugged. “He’ll be pissed if I don’t go meet this guy.”

“I see…” Munakata said.

“Yup,” Suoh groaned, rolling his shoulders back, the movement pushing his muscles forward as they rolled under his skin. “See ya tomorrow, thanks,” he shrugged, shutting the door behind him.

Munakata sighed, finally breathing like a normal man now Suoh was no longer in his apartment. Silently, he hoped the date would go poorly.

~~

Suoh didn’t mention the date, but Munakata couldn’t let the burning question in his mind go. He decided that not knowing anything was better than finding out Suoh planned on moving forward with this person. Who knew what moving forward would mean? Probably no more smoking on the balcony. So really he had to know.

“How was your date?” he asked the next evening as the two of the stood outside, the crickets beginning to chirp for the evening.

“Eh,” Suoh grunted, lighting a second cigarette.

“Oya? Not good?” Munakata asked, more cheerful than he should’ve been.

“Nah. Not my thing, not really interested in that. Kept thinking ‘bout other things, other…people,” he said. He paused awkwardly, their eyes meeting. Suoh’s golden, tired eyes locked with Munakata’s purples, the setting sun hitting Suoh’s eyes just right that it almost looked as though they held a playful, teasing twinkle, as though he wanted Munakata to ask who he was thinking of.

“I see,” Munakata said instead, finally speaking after an awkward silence. There was no way he meant him. They were casual friends, nothing more. Right?

“Yeah,” Suoh shrugged, glancing away. “No loss, no gain.”

Munakata hummed in agreement, but kept how very pleased he was to himself.

~~

And as happy as Munakata was Suoh’s date had gone poorly, it hadn’t changed much. He was still awkward, and frustrated by his consuming thoughts. He thought about telling Suoh how he felt, but the idea of it made his face heat up more than he enjoyed, so he often pushed the thought away. The worst part about all this was the image which was forever burned in Munakata’s mind of Suoh being shirtless and standing in his apartment.

Sometimes his eyes removed his shirt when they stood outside together, and sometimes Munakata would imagine him standing in his living room, standing only in that damn towel. He flopped down onto his couch, sighing heavily. What the hell was wrong with him? It was times like these that he wished he could smoke outside with Suoh, but he knew that wouldn’t solve the problem, only make it worse.

Showering, though it reminded him of the incident, did seem like a good idea however, since his mind had begun to wander yet again.

It was hot, and Munakata undressed, grabbing a towel as he made his way towards his shower, only to be stopped by the loudest, most unpleasant noise; the fire alarm.

His eyes widened, glancing down at his naked form. He couldn’t very well go outside naked, and yet if there actually was a fire, (which was a high possibility since the building manager hadn’t emailed about any upcoming drills), Munakata didn’t want to waste time getting dressed. Grumbling, he wrapped the towel tightly around his waist and made his way outside where many of the tenants gathered.

A few children pointed, laughing, and Munakata simply smiled, not wanting to give them any satisfaction. He wasn’t ashamed of his body, in fact he knew he had quite a nice figure. However, he did not enjoy being indecent in public, though he supposed the situation called for it in a way.

“Guess we’re even,” A voice came up from behind him. Suoh stood, grinning, as he placed a cigarette to his lips.

“Even? What ever could you mean?” Munakata growled, glaring at the redhead. His face, he could only assume from the heat rising on his cheeks, was bright red. Something he didn’t wish for Suoh to witness.

“I mean you got to see me like this a few days ago, and now I get to see you.”

“Wonderful,” Munakata said. “I was caught mid-shower when the alarm went off.”

“You coulda put clothes on,” Suoh shrugged.

“If there was a real fire, putting on clothes could’ve been the deciding factor in whether I made it out alive or not,” Munakata explained.

“Pretty sure it’s just a drill,” Suoh sighed, but a small chuckle left his lips, amused by Munakata’s very typical response.

In the end, it hadn’t been a drill. A tenant on one of the lower floors had left the stove on for far too long, causing the alarm to go off. No one had been hurt and it had been more of an inconvenience mostly.

“People really should be more careful!” Munakata sighed, quite annoyed at the situation.

“Yeah,” Suoh muttered, which was about the only thing he had had said during the entire walk back up to their respective apartments.

“Anyway,” Munakata sighed. “I will meet up with you later, as per normal.”

“Mmm. Right, later,” Suoh sighed.

“Is something wrong? Are you going on another date?” Munakata asked, folding his arms over his chest.

Suoh rolled his eyes, stepping forward as he ran his fingers down one of the blue locks of Munakata’s hair. “You’re pretty dense for a smart guy.”

“O-Oya?” he stammered, his eyes flicking back and forth between Suoh’s fingers and his face. Had Munakata actually been right? Had the twinkle in Suoh’s eye been real the other night? It was so difficult to read the other man. He swallowed trying to maintain his composure. Suoh was touching his hair, and his fingers felt nice… but there was no way Suoh could…

“Yeah.” Suoh smirked, leaning against the wall, his hand falling away from Munakata’s face. “About that shower…”

“My shower?” Munakata asked.

Suoh grinned, leaning forward a bit. “Maybe we could finish it together?”

Together?! What was Suoh saying?!

Munakata’s eyes widened, his face flushing even harder. Perhaps the other person Suoh had been thinking of…

There was no way.

“You…”

Suoh nodded. “I don’t spend time with people I don’t like,” he shrugged.

Munakata couldn’t believe it. All this time…all this time he’d spent wondering and questioning. If he had just spoken up, he would’ve saved himself a great deal of frustration.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “How about you take me on a date first, then we can use my shower.”

Suoh smirked. “You got yourself a deal.”

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